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Rising on the balls of her feet, she brushes her lips against mine—her eyes holding mine the whole time. I taste the sweet cru she drank earlier mixed in with all that’s Fallon. My blood beats fast in my veins as she lowers herself down before asking, “Does that answer your question?”

“Not even close to enough.” I haul her back against me and slant my mouth over hers.

Lips parting, I’m not certain who moaned. I am certain I don’t give the first fuck. My tongue demands her response—licking, tasting, sucking.

As Fallon’s head falls back, exposing the line of her throat, I wrench my mouth away and trail my lips down the long, graceful column. My breath wafting over her skin causes her body to shudder in my arms.

And this is only the beginning.

She reaches down for a hand that is clutching one of her ass cheeks and tries to lift it to the globe of her breast. I let her, knowing it’s what we both want. But even as my hand cups her fullness, she snarls her frustration. “It’s not enough.”

“Then tell me how to get you out of this fucking dress.”

Fallon steps back and lifts her arm to unzip a hidden zipper. Once that’s done, she reaches around the back of her neck. As soon as it’s freed, the entire column of blue slithers to the floor, leaving her in nothing but a barely there scrap of lace and the silver heels she wore to her graduation ceremony.

I want to lunge, but instead, I savor the work of art in front of me, circling around her. My fingers trail over her marvelous ass, the curve of her hip, and tweak her nipples until I’m back in front of her.

When I meet her burning eyes, I know life is forever changed. If you’re lucky, there’s an instant where a single look in your lover’s eyes communicates everything else was before you. This is that moment with Fallon right now.

No regrets. No recriminations.

Just us.

I clasp her waist, feeling the thunder of her heart against my chest. Her indigo eyes blink languidly at me. “Ethan?”

As my lips descend to the curve of her shoulder, I cup her breast and rasp my thumb across her nipple.

“Oh god.”

“I’m not a god, witch. Just a man.”

Her hands lift and rest on my shoulders. She flicks the buttons of my shirt open as her hands move on a downward glide. “My man.”

I pause in my descent, lowering my lips down her chest to rasp, “Be very sure before you say things like that, Fal.”

“I’ve been certain for a long time. I was being gentle, easing you in, Ethan.”

Uproarious laughter bursts from me. I nuzzle her temple, appreciating her candor and tenacity.

She arches her back like a cat.

I’m humbled and exhilarated by her response at the same time.

Reaching up, I comb my fingers through Fallon’s heavy blond hair, causing it to ripple down her back. Her unblemished skin flushes slightly. I drag a finger along the edge of her collarbone. “You do flush everywhere, witch.”

Her indigo eyes flash with humor over my reminder of our text from yesterday before their midnight depths morph into tenderness when she leans forward and presses her lips to the center of my chest right before she clasps my hand and leads me into her bedroom.

CHAPTER SIX

FALLON

Seven Virtues, North Carolina

He’s even more gorgeous naked than I pictured.

Ethan’s holding my hands imprisoned over my head as he leans down and suckles one of my sensitive nipples deep into his mouth. My body arches, pressing the fullness of my breast against his lips in a plea for mercy.

He releases my hands, and I sink my fingers into the thickness of his chocolate-colored hair. His fingers drift down over the planes of my stomach as his mouth switches to the other breast.

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